In the afternoon, I don’t know when, the sky was gloomy, and a drizzle of light rain fell from the sky. It slapped on the rockery and green wall of the courtyard, the misty rain was hazy, the rustling autumn wind blew the leaves of the sycamore tree, and the accumulated rain fell on the ground.
On the grass.
In the side room, the curtains had been lowered halfway, and the two people on the embroidered couch hugged each other closely.
Jia Heng hugged Yuan Chun, who was as soft as a silkworm, and said softly: "Sister."
Yuanchun hugged the young man's neck, his plump and beautiful cheeks were already flushed with shame, a strand of hair hanging from the temples hung down and stuck to the sweaty cheeks, and there was a lot of charm flowing from the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
When the beauty opened her mouth, her soft voice was a bit sweet, and she asked: "Brother Heng, what are your future arrangements for Sister Xue and Sister Lin?"
Jia Heng gently stroked the hair on Yuanchun's cheek behind her ears and whispered: "I have thought of a way. Uncle Lin, the five generations of Lin family princes, should not be extinct in Sister Lin's generation. Me and
If Sister Lin is together, if there is an heir in the future, the surname should be Lin, and there should be no problems with Uncle Lin."
Yuan Chun's beautiful eyes were blank for a moment, and she said softly: "That's fine, my uncle won't object."
It's hard for him to think of a way, he's really... thinking too hard.
It's no wonder that Sister Lin is indeed first-rate in terms of character.
Jia Heng said warmly: "As for Sister Xue, I think that after I have made meritorious service in the war, I will ask the Holy One for a royal title, otherwise there is no other way."
When Yuan Chun heard this, his bright eyes flashed, his jade face turned slightly red, he pursed his pink lips and asked, "Then my aunt won't object."
She also knew that her aunt, who only wanted to let her daughter climb high, was originally going to be selected for the palace, but now she fell into the hands of Hengdi just like her.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little shocked. With this said, her and Sister Xue's fates were indeed somewhat similar, or it could be said that Brother Heng originally liked her and Sister Xue.
Jia Heng buried his cheek in front of Yuan Chun, gently smelled the snow fragrance, and whispered: "Auntie's side is easy to solve, and Sister Xue doesn't have any objections."
"Sister Xue is more knowledgeable and sensible." Yuan Chun gently stroked Jia Heng's shoulder, sighed softly, and said, "Speaking of which, Mom, I was thinking..."
As he spoke, he realized something was wrong and quickly paused.
Jia Heng raised his eyes and looked at Yuan Chun and said, "I know, my wife wants Sister Xue to marry Baoyu."
"Brother Heng." Yuan Chun said angrily.
The relationship between her mother and her lover was quite tense, and she knew that.
Jia Heng gently held Yuanchun's increasingly beautiful and gorgeous face, and said warmly: "Okay, I don't take it to heart. Besides, for your sake, I won't care about her. In fact, the old lady's
Bian'er, you are still thinking of promising Sister Lin to Baoyu."
This also needs to be said for Yuanchun, the elder sister. In fact, compared to Mrs. Wang, Yuanchun is more like Baoyu's mother.
Yuanchun sighed softly and whispered: "Baoyu is still young, so he is not in a hurry to get married. I want to help him choose carefully in the future."
Jia Heng said softly: "Well, I will also take care of him. After all, I am also his brother-in-law."
"Brother-in-law, what are you talking about?" Hearing this, Yuan Chun said with shame and joy.
Jia Heng gently reached out and caressed Yuanchun's face as pink as snow, and said softly: "Sister, it's getting late, let's go take a bath first."
Saying that, he pulled away and left.
Yuanchun's jade face, as crystal clear as snow, paused slightly, snorted, glared at Jia Heng in shame, and then
Jia Heng arranged his clothes, opened the window, and let the fresh and natural breeze from the rain in the courtyard blow into the room. He came to the small table, poured a cup of tea, handed it to Yuan Chun who was busy holding a handkerchief, and said: "Sister, drink
Take some tea and replenish water."
Yuan Chun looked at Jia Heng shyly, took the tea cup, raised her beautiful neck, and her plump and jade-white tea dazzled her eyes.
Yuan Chun said: "Okay, I'll go back and take a bath. You can talk to Sister Lin later."
Jia Heng said softly "Hmm".
After Yuan Chun put on his clothes, Jia Heng also left the wing. He stared at Chen Xiao, who was playing with the dagger in his hand, and asked, "Xiaoxiao, haven't you left yet?"
Chen Xiaoyu's face was as cold as frost, Leng Bangbang said: "Well, this is for you."
As he spoke, he handed over the wood in his hand.
Jia Heng looked slightly surprised, reached out to take the wooden carving, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw that it was a carved humanoid wooden carving, like Leng Feng's eyebrows, looking forward to the flight of God, lifelike.
It has to be said that Xiaoxiao has outstanding cooking skills and superb knife skills, and the expressions on her carved face are clearly visible.
Just when I was about to open my mouth to praise, I suddenly felt something in my heart. I looked up and saw the girl's beautiful figure flashing past the moon door under the corridor eaves. Only the angry wind lantern on the corridor eaves swayed with the autumn wind.
Jia Heng held the carved wood carving, turned his gaze back, and lowered his head to look at the wood carving in his hand.
It seems like he took the joke a little too far.
After dispelling the depression in my heart, I returned to the wing, took a bath, put on my clothes again, and went to look for Daiyu.
Baochai is probably still talking to Baoqin at this moment. After all, the two sisters haven't seen each other for a long time. They must have a lot of personal things to say. It won't be too late to go there later.
At this moment, in the courtyard where Daiyu is, the roses, peonies and other flowers planted in the flowerbed in the courtyard have withered and withered, leaving only a few scorched leaves hanging on the branches. The spring on the rockery is gurgling, and a trickle of water flows through the lichen.
Mountain rocks gurgled under the winding snake-like folding bridge.
Daiyu was wearing a moon-white pink-collared orchid-embroidered cross-collared long coat, and a white cross-collared tunic with a moxa green skirt. She had just finished taking a nap, washed her face, and took a sip from the teacup handed to her by Zijuan.
, asked: "Sister Zijuan, what time is it now?"
"It's not the right time." Zijuan said softly.
Daiyu put down the tea cup, stood up and came to the window, looked at the hazy drizzle in the courtyard, and said softly: "It rained again today."
"Girl, it's getting cold, please put on some clothes." Zijuan said softly, picked up a cloak and handed it over.
Jia Heng came back from Haojing a few days ago, and then went to the eldest princess's house in Jinyang. He did not speak to Daiyu alone, which inevitably made the girl feel a sense of loss.
Daiyu said "hmm", turned around, raised her eyes to look at Zijuan, and said softly: "Sister Zijuan, is Brother Heng still in the study at this moment?"
She wanted to take a look, but was afraid of disturbing him.
"Girl, the uncle will encounter war as soon as he comes back. Once he is done with this period, he will have time." Zijuan guessed what Daiyu was thinking and said with relief.
Daiyu nodded her head, pursed her lips, her gloomy brows and eyes filled with a hint of worry. When she came to the bookstore, she was about to pick up a book and read through it.
At this moment, an astonishing voice came from outside, saying softly: "Uncle, you are here."
Daiyu was startled slightly, her starry eyes turned, and she immediately came to the bed, quickly removed her embroidered shoes, lay down, covered herself with a corner of the quilt, and pretended to sleep.
When Zijuan saw this scene, she immediately found it funny. The girl sometimes acted like a child.
As light footsteps sounded, the young man in blue clothes stepped in. Jia Heng stared at Zi Juan and asked in a low voice: "Sister Lin is still taking a nap?"
Zijuan pursed her lips toward the inner room, a smile appeared on her round apple face, and she whispered: "The girl is still asleep."
Jia Heng glanced at the steaming tea cup on the table and the look Zijuan gave him, but he didn't understand what it meant and said softly: "Then I'll go back first."
When Daiyu on the bed heard this, she couldn't help but feel anxious, and she suddenly realized something in her anxiety. She seemed to have turned over in her sleep and said "Hmm".
No, he won't leave, right?
A self-defeating feeling of loss was swirling in the girl's mind. She was hesitating whether to speak out or not, when she suddenly heard a familiar sound of footsteps approaching from far away, bypassing a beautiful mica screen and entering the inner room.
Jia Heng came in lightly and looked at the people lying on the embroidered couch and the messy shoes on the bamboo couch. He sat close and looked at the girl with a sideways face and a peaceful expression, and felt a little funny in her heart.
Daiyu's eyes were closed at this moment, and she had a melon-seed face with icy muscles and jade bones, willow-leaf eyebrows as curved as a crescent moon, a small nose, and pink lips that were shiny and shiny. If the only shortcoming was that it might be that she was not beautiful enough.
Jia Heng's heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help but leaned forward to the girl's lips.
"Sister." Jia Heng called softly, but Daiyu did not respond.
At this moment, Daiyu was made uncomfortable by the warm breath hitting her face, and then her lips softened. The wantonness invaded Tan's mouth, and she snorted with a greasy nose. She could no longer pretend to sleep, and her bright starry eyes quickly opened,
As the mist rose, it closed again, and the blush that quickly appeared on her cheeks undoubtedly showed the girl's state of mind.
Jia Heng was as gentle as the breeze and drizzle, and said softly: "Sister Lin, are you awake?"
Daiyu held up her snow-white arms, her bright and clear face was already blushing with shame, the sadness lingering between her gloomy brows and eyes had long since dissipated, and the young man's handsome face was reflected in her shy and joyful starry eyes.
, pretending to be surprised and asked: "Brother Heng, when did you come?"
The eyes that are as bright as the stars are as smooth as water, and the attachment and love in them can melt even steel into juice.
Jia Heng stretched out his hand and caressed Daiyu's shoulder, which was petite and exquisite. There seemed to be a youthful and beautiful fragrance flowing out of his palm. He said warmly: "I just came here. Sister, I can't just fall asleep in bed all the time. Come down and take a walk."
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It didn't expose Daiyu's pretense of sleeping, but she felt that the girl at this moment was inexplicably cute.
Daiyu lowered her eyebrows and said softly, "Hmm". A crimson red glow appeared on her face, and she said softly: "I was sleepy just now, so I just need to rest for a while."
With that said, he opened the quilt, sat up quickly, and was about to put on his shoes.
But I saw the young man holding the embroidered shoes and stuffing them with his own feet.
Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and she bit her pink lips with her teeth, feeling extremely sweet in her heart.
As his bright eyes flickered, he caught the clothes on the young man's body and asked, "Brother Heng, are these the clothes I sewed for you?"
Jia Heng smiled and said: "It's not cold over there in Guangzhou, but it's cold here in Jinling when I come back."
Well, before he came over, he specially put on autumn clothes sewn by Daiyu.
Jia Heng looked at Daiyu and asked in a low voice: "I have been too busy during this period and have not come to see my sister. How are you doing in the mansion recently?"
Daiyu smiled lightly on her face and whispered: "Everything is fine. During this time, Sister Bao, Sister Yun, and the third sister have all come over. The house has been very lively recently."
Jia Heng said warmly: "That's good. I think it will be better if they come. Sister Yun is a happy nut now, and the other sisters can accompany her by reciting poems and talking to her to relieve her boredom."
As he said that, he took Daiyu's hand and held the girl in his arms, sitting upright in his arms. The lush hair exuded a fragrant fragrance. Because it was autumn, there was not the sweaty and warm feeling of hugging in summer.
But compared to Yuanchun, Xiangruan, who is light and weightless, has a different experience. He said, "Sister, have you missed me these days?"
Daiyu's eyelashes trembled, her cheeks were slightly shy, and she said "hmm" as loudly as a mosquito.
"I miss my sister too. I'm on the other side of the Guangdong Sea. I just wonder what my sister is doing in Jinling." Jia Heng said warmly: "I originally wrote a letter to my sister, but the distance between the two places is so long that I was delayed on the way.
I spent a lot of time on it, but it wasn’t easy to send it out, so I just wrote a letter.”
As he spoke, he took out a diary from his sleeve.
This was written to Daiyu by the light of a lamp in his spare time when he was on his way to eastern Guangdong and staying at the inn.
Daiyu, the first of the twelve hairpins, pays attention to this kind of spiritual communication.
Therefore, you must not only be able to throw handkerchiefs and give jewelry, but also write a diary.
Who seriously keeps a diary?
Daiyu looked at the book, her bright starry eyes lowered, she picked up the book with her slender hands and began to read the words on it, biting her lips, her eyes could not help but be fascinated.
"I'm going out to fight these days. Sister, you can watch it slowly during your free time." Jia Heng leaned towards Daiyu's cheek and kissed her.
Daiyu dodged slightly, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and she softly said "hmm", her heart filled with sweetness.
Why did Brother Heng like to kiss her so much? Compared to just now, kissing her on the cheek undoubtedly showed more warm favor and affection.
Daiyu put the book aside, lowered her eyebrows, and said softly: "Actually, I also wrote some poems for Brother Heng."
Jia Heng said: "Then I'll take it back and look at it."
At this time, he just wanted to see Daiyu looking so shy in his arms, and didn't want to see anything else.
Daiyu tilted her head in Jiaheng's arms and whispered: "Brother Heng went to Haojing. Are they all people with red hair and blue eyes?"
Jia Heng said: "Hongyi are not necessarily all red-haired and blue-eyed. There are also some with dark eyes like us. When I have time in the future, I can take my sister to travel around the northern and southern provinces of the Han Dynasty, and also go to other places like sister Baoqin."
The country turns around.”
Remember he seemed to have said this to Tanchun?
A look of yearning appeared on Daiyu's face, she turned to look at Jia Heng and said softly: "Brother Heng."
"Sister, let me take a look at my sister's sheep charm." Jia Heng said in a low voice.
Dai Yu's delicate body became weak. She stretched out her hand to touch Jia Heng's hand that wanted to shepherd the sheep, and said: "Brother Heng, please stop making trouble. How is the war going?"
"Fortunately, there will be a war in the next two days." Jia Heng did not insist, looking at the drizzle outside, the mist of Jinling was hazy, covering the entire Jiangnan.
Daiyu asked: "Brother Heng, I heard from Zijuan in the past few days that people in the city say that Brother Heng is sitting on the navy, but he does not go to sea to fight. Does Brother Heng have other plans?"
In the past few days, Xu had listened to Tanchun and Zhen Lan narrate the war process a lot, and Daiyu also had an understanding of the progress of the war.
Jia Heng said softly: "It's about the same, just in the next few days. We will set off early tomorrow morning. It will take as little as three to five days, or as much as half a month, and we will be back."
Hearing this, a look of worry appeared on Daiyu's face, she stared at Jia Heng and said: "Brother Heng, in front of the two armies, swords and guns are blind, so you have to be careful."
Jia Heng hugged Daiyu tightly and said warmly: "Don't worry, sister."
As he spoke, he gently reached into his clothes, caught the lamb, and whispered, "Let me see if my sister has lost weight."
Hearing this, Daiyu's face froze slightly, she snorted slightly, and couldn't help but reply: "I am thin, not as fat as others."
Jia Heng: "..."
Lowering his eyes, he met those misty eyes and said softly: "What's wrong with Sister Lin?"
Daiyu's starry eyes looked fixedly at Jia Heng, with a serious look on her childish and beautiful face, and she whispered: "It's nothing."
Jia Heng said softly: "No matter what time, my sister is very important in my heart."
Daiyu has a keen mind, and she may have discovered some clues, or there may be suspicions about Baochai in Shenjing City.
Daiyu leaned her head against Jia Heng's arms and said, "I know."
Jia Heng whispered: "If my sister feels wronged, how about I serve her again?"
"Ah?" Daiyu's bright eyes were slightly surprised and she said softly: "Brother Heng..."
But I saw that the young man had bent down and was already tending the sheep.
Daiyu snorted softly and could only gently hold Jia Heng's shoulder, her face flushed as red as blood.
After a while, looking at Daiyu who buried her head under the quilt and was so ashamed that she couldn't help herself, Jia Heng wiped it with a handkerchief and joked: "My sister has not changed at all."
Naturally, it is not the torrential downpour of Yuanchun, but a hazy drizzle.
"Don't say it." Dai Yusu said angrily, clutching the pillow with her hands, but her voice was somewhat weak.
Jia Heng lay down, hugged Daiyu, and said softly: "Sister, talk to me."
Daiyu gradually regained her composure at this moment. She placed her head against Jia Heng's heart and said infatuatedly: "Brother Heng, tell me, I'm listening."
Jia Heng was silent for a long time, then compiled his words and said: "Actually, I want to tell my sister about Sister Xue. I don't want to hide it from you. When I was in Beijing, because of Wenlong's incident, I had a lot of contact with Sister Xue.
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When Daiyu heard this, her face froze slightly, her heart skipped a beat, all her suspicions were confirmed at once, and she said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng, please stop talking, I know."
Sure enough, Sister Bao was related to him. When she was in Beijing, she felt something was wrong.
The girl thought, her eye circles were slightly red and her nose was sore, but she held back her tears.
Jia Heng felt Daiyu's sadness, gently stroked Daiyu's shoulder, sighed and said, "Since my sister knows, I won't say anything."
With Baochai coming over, it is impossible for him to neglect Baochai. Once he gets along with her for a long time, Daiyu will eventually find out.
Therefore, we have to mention this kind of thing. If we wait for the day when Daiyu catches an adulterer, she may be so angry that she will vomit blood, but it is difficult to explain it in detail. The best way is to write it lightly and pass it by in one stroke.
Especially his attitude, no matter Baochai or Daiyu, they didn't want to see him defending another person in front of them, otherwise, even if they were not angry at first, they would feel awkward.
The best thing is to have a tacit understanding with each other and no one to mention it. As for the two people being jealous and quarreling with each other, there is really no way to control these and can only be left to Yuanchun.
"Well, Brother Heng is not allowed to talk to me anymore. I don't want to hear this." Daiyu pursed her pink lips and whispered.
She didn't know, and she didn't want to know how he met Sister Bao.
Jia Heng turned around and looked quietly at the pair of starry eyes with red circles. Her heart was a little complicated. She reached out and pinched her face, which was as pink as snow, and said softly: "I listen to my sister."
Daiyu snorted softly and said angrily: "Brother Heng, eh~"
Her heart skipped a beat, and she had to close her eyes subconsciously. Then the young man came close to her lips, suddenly woke up, gently pushed Jia Heng, and said: "Brother Heng..."
"Have had tea." Jia Heng took the time to say.
After a while, Jia Heng hugged Daiyu with hot cheeks tightly and did not speak. At this time, whatever he said was a bit sloppy.
Daiyu's eyebrows were filled with shyness and joy, and she pressed her pink cheek against Jia Heng's heart, listening to the powerful heartbeat and enjoying a moment of peace.
After a while, Jia Heng was talking, and suddenly Zijuan said from outside: "Uncle, Princess Chu and Princess Beijing are here."
Jia Heng was stunned for a moment, but he came to his senses in a moment.
Zhen Qing probably came to visit after learning that he was back and wanted to fight for a chance for Zhen Shao.
Daiyu raised her face and said softly: "Brother Heng, you go to meet the guests, and I will also take care of things."
Jia Heng kissed Daiyu's forehead gently and said in a low voice: "Well, then I'll go to the front hall first."
He got up, walked over to the table, took a tea cup and took a sip, then headed towards the backyard flower hall.
At this moment, You, the two sisters Zhen Lan and Zhen Xi were entertaining the visiting Zhen sisters.
Princess Chu Zhen Qing put on a blue and white long dress today, with a wind-winged golden hairpin pinned to her exquisite moth bun. Her hair was pulled up high, revealing her smooth and jade-like forehead. She was smiling to herself at the moment.
He looked at Youshi.
Zhen Lan was teasing Zhen Xue's daughter Shui Xin. She gently pecked Shui Xin's cheek and said with a chuckle: "Why is Xin Xin so heavy again?"
Shui Xinnuo said: "Third aunt can't hold me anymore. How heavy I am, my godfather can hold me."
Zhen Xi was sitting under Zhen Lan. For some reason, she suddenly remembered a sentence, your godfather can even hold your mother.
The visually shocking scene that day is deeply ingrained in my mind.
The girl's cheeks were slightly hot, and she quickly picked up the tea cup to hide her uneasiness. She glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention to her. She caught a glimpse of her third sister, but she saw her second sister, who was elegant and soft, as charming as a rose petal.
Zhen Lan smiled and said: "Your godfather is a military commander, so it's not unusual for him to be able to lift a cauldron."
A few people were talking, and then the nanny from outside came to report, "Uncle Heng is here."
The Yingying Yanyan who were chatting and laughing in the hall all stopped talking and laughing, and looked at the tall and handsome young man standing under the eaves of the corridor.
Zhen Qing's face paused slightly, and she looked around with beautiful eyes. She saw the young man wearing a Su Jin round-collar robe, with a face as calm as water, walking quickly into the room.
Jia Heng first nodded to Youshi, who was sitting in the first place, and then looked at Zhen Qing and asked: "Princess Chu, Princess Beijing."
It's been a long time since I last saw Mopan, and Mopan has become more and more beautiful. Even though in the south of the Yangtze River, for Mrs. Zhen's observance of filial piety, it is not suitable to wear heavy makeup and fancy clothes, her gorgeous but not charming temperament is natural, every smile.
, the bright light is moving.
Shui Xin said: "Godfather."
"Xinxin." Jia Heng knelt down, picked up the little Lolita who rushed into his arms, kissed her a few times, and sat down on a chair next to the coffee table.
Shui Xin frowned, and a flash of surprise flashed in his bright eyes. Why did his godfather smell like Aunt Lin?
Because when Shui Xin lived in Ningguo Mansion, Daiyu liked this little girl and fell asleep with Shui Xin in her arms at night.
Zhen Qing's beautiful eyes were smiling, as if she were hiding a hook, and she said softly: "Brother Heng, when did you come back?"
In fact, she came here not only to ask about her second uncle, but she also wanted to tell him something.
Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at the beauty with a beautiful smile, and said softly: "I'll be back around noon, Princess. I haven't seen you for a long time."
Zhen Xue Wen Ning's eyebrows were filled with concern and she asked, "Brother Heng went to Haojing. I heard that he fought a battle with the Hongyi people?"
Jia Heng nodded and said: "It was a small battle, now it's settled."
Zhen Qing's beautiful eyes flickered, and she chuckled and said, "Brother Heng, I think you understand the purpose of my visit and that of my sister. Can you lend me a step to speak?"
At this moment, Mrs. You stood up after hearing the words and said with a chuckle: "Ziyu, you guys talk here, while Miss Zhen San and Miss Zhen Si, I and I will go to the side room to talk."
Jia Heng said: "It's okay. The two princesses and I will just go to the study. Xinxin, you can play with your third aunt."
As he said that, he looked at Zhen Xi who was not far away and said warmly: "Sister Xi'er, the incident at the Jiangnan Camp this time is also related to your father. You should also go over and listen."
If you bring in one more person, at least others will be less suspicious, and Xi'er can also help watch the wind, always letting Xiaoxiao watch the wind, and everyone will have opinions.
When Zhen Xi heard her name being called, Zhili Xueyan suddenly turned red with embarrassment and whispered, "Brother Heng, can I come over too?"
Zhen Qing also reacted at this time, smiled and took Zhen Xi's little hand, and said with a smile: "Sister Xi'er, let's go together, it happens to involve our fourth uncle."
Zhen Xi had no choice but to agree, and while everyone was talking, they headed towards the study.
In the study
The windows of the inner chamber and the reception room are bright and clean, and the fragrance is fresh and natural. It is obvious that the battlefield has been cleaned in the spring, and the sandalwood in the fumigation cage has been replaced with new ones. The windows are open, and the autumn wind spreads the charm of the chamber.
Jia Heng invited Zhen Qing, and Zhen Xue sat down in the pavilion. Then he looked at Zhen Xi, who was a little embarrassed at the side, and said warmly: "Xi'er, go and look at the wind under the eaves."
"Ah?" Zhen Xitan opened her mouth slightly, blinked her bright eyes, and was at a loss for a moment. She looked at Zhen Qing, only to see her eldest sister nodded towards him, said "hmm", and walked to the door obediently.
Jia Heng picked up the teapot, took three teacups, filled them with tea, handed them to Zhen Qing and Zhen Xue, and asked with a calm face, "Tell me, what's the matter."
Zhen Qing's beautiful eyes were as soft as water, and she said with expectation: "It's still the same thing. Can the second uncle and the fourth uncle regain their love?"
Jia Heng pondered for a moment and said: "When the memorial is delivered to the capital, the war has already started here, and we can't make it in time."
Zhen Qing: "???"
Jia Heng did not explain much and said in a deep voice: "Besides, he is an ordinary naval general and is not an indispensable figure."
Zhen Qing said in surprise: "Is there no other way?"
Jia Heng said: "Yes, let him tell his story to Shu, and say that he will comply with Mrs. Zhen's wishes, and then he is willing to serve as an ordinary soldier in the Tongzhou Weigang Navy."
Of course, this is mainly about the tragedy card. Whether the emperor can buy it is a matter of choice.
When Zhen Qing heard this, her eyes lit up and she said happily: "This is a good method."
This accounted for loyalty, filial piety and righteousness, which was indeed much better than what she thought about seizing love and regaining strength.
This bastard is indeed capable.
Jia Heng picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and said softly: "Actually, I should have written a memorial a few days ago and sent it to Shenjing by urgent delivery. At that time, it would be logical, and I would be able to write a memorial that is loyal and dedicated to the king's affairs.
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Zhen Qing's beautiful eyes were full of charm, she curled her lips and said angrily: "We didn't think of this, and you didn't say anything before."
Zhen Xue listened quietly to the flirting between the two, looked at the young man with watery eyes, slightly opened her pink lips and said: "Ziyu, I want to go back to Beijing. Beijing has written to me several times to urge me."
Jia Heng was startled when he heard this, put down the tea cup, came closer, took Zhen Xue's hand, and asked: "Can't we stay here for a little longer? The war here isn't over yet?"
Zhen Xue sighed softly and said softly: "I have received several letters from Beijing to urge you, and the prince and mother-in-law also said that Xin'er should go back."
After all, she was a married woman, and she couldn't always stay with him in Jinling.
Jia Heng looked silent and nodded: "It's okay, it's more dangerous here. It would be great if you could go back earlier so that I don't have to worry about you."
When Zhen Xue heard this, her beautiful face changed slightly, her heart was shaken, her beautiful eyes as gentle as water looked at Jia Heng quietly, and whispered: "Ziyu, I..."
She didn't mean it that way.
No, shouldn't he try to save her?
At this time, she saw Zhen Qing approaching, holding Jia Heng's hand, and whispered: "Sister, I can't wait for Ziyu to finish the battle before going back, but there is no need to rush for a while."
Her younger sister knew what she was thinking sometimes. This bastard was about to go to war. It was exactly when he needed their company. His younger sister didn't say anything about returning to Beijing, but she still mentioned the King of Beijing. What did this mean?
Zhen Xue's face was pale, her white teeth bit her pink lips, and she softly said "Hmm", but the young man had already dropped the beauty's hand.
Jia Heng deliberately did not look at Zhen Xue, but stared at Zhen Qing, hugged her in his arms, came close to Zhen Qing, lowered his head, picked up the two rose petals, and whispered: "Qing'er."
Zhen Qing followed Jia Heng towards the inner compartment and said, "Sister, wait at the screen barrier."
At this moment, Zhen Xue wrings the handkerchief in her hands, and Wen Ning, under her willow eyebrows, looks at the two people hugging each other and walking toward the inner room. For a moment, her thoughts are complicated.
She really didn't mean that just now, Ziyu seemed unhappy.
Jia Heng hugged Zhen Qing and sat on the bed, holding the millstone in his arms, and said softly: "Princess, Yue Yu has disappeared."
Zhen Qing's figure has become more and more plump, and the beauty of a married woman is still strong. Just one sniff makes her heart flutter. The two of them have been obsessed with each other countless times, but they are not shy at all.
Zhen Qing put her arms around Jia Heng's neck, moved closer, and then lowered her body.
After a long time, Zhen Qing's beautiful eyes were slightly moist, sucking the strands of charm, she raised her face to look at Jia Heng, and spat: "You bastard."
Jia Heng looked away from the window, stared at Zhen Qing with rosy cheeks, and said softly: "I've been suffering a lot from you lately."
Zhen Qing was originally addicted to a lot of drugs, but she hadn't seen her for more than a month. What was she thinking?
Zhen Qing stood up, with a cold look in her narrow, clear phoenix eyes. She returned the sword to its sheath and said angrily: "Who told you to go to Haojing for more than a month?"
After a long time, Zhen Qing put her head against Jia Heng's neck and whispered: "Ziyu, let me tell you something. The news this morning is that he is coming."
"Huh?" Jia Heng paused, pretending not to know, so he asked, "Who is coming?"
"It's the prince." Zhen Qing bit Jia Heng's neck angrily. This bastard did it on purpose.
Sure enough, the change in feeling between skin and skin suddenly made the beauty raise her eyebrows, humming slightly, with anger in her eyes.
Jia Heng's eyes deepened, and his voice became a little lower. "What's he doing here? I haven't received the letter yet."
When a vassal king leaves the capital, he must write something in writing.
"It's not the Ministry of War. Because of the corruption of the two ministers of the Ministry of War, he wants to escort a batch of ordnance to you." Zhen Qing's voice was slightly trembling, and she said softly: "There is also the old lady.
It’s your business and our family’s business.”
Jia Heng's voice was calm and he said: "Come as soon as you come. I guess by the time he comes, the war here will be over."
It has been a few months since Zhen Qing went south. It is not surprising that the King of Chu is coming, because there is a problem with the Zhen family, and the King of Chu has to go south even if he finds various excuses.
Zhen Qing's face paused slightly, her teeth bit her lower lip, and she hesitated, seeming a bit hesitant.
She didn't know how to speak.
Jia Heng said in surprise: "What do you want to say?"
Zhen Qing hugged Jia Heng's neck tightly and whispered, "Ziyu, I will only belong to you from now on, okay? You must be good to me from now on."
She knew that this was what the man cared about the most, so that he could fully help her in the future. Anyway, she and the prince had long... existed in name only, and they already had a child, so her status was as secure as a rock.
Jia Heng: "..."
Zhen Qing can say this. From now on, it seems that apart from a trace of the Queen's obsession, both body and mind are leaning towards him.
Of course, it is hard to say whether this poisonous woman will turn against him in the future because of her power.
"This..." Jia Heng's face paused and he whispered: "Actually, I think King Chu will not take the initiative to touch you. Wasn't that the case before?"
It has been discovered in the past that Zhen Qing and the King of Chu have respected each other for a long time. This poisonous woman is actually stronger than Sister Feng, and it was only under his hands that her hidden side was gradually discovered. What the King of Chu needs is a woman who is as gentle as water, who can
Soothe his fear and fatigue outside.
And Zhen Qing is more like a political helper.
Zhen Qing: "???"
Jia Heng whispered: "Qing'er, your temperament is too strong. The King of Chu can't suppress you. He is still afraid even if he can't help it. You shouldn't be together in the first place."
Zhen Qing's jade face was rosy, her phoenix eyes under Liu Ye's eyebrows blinked, she snorted coldly, and said angrily: "Only you can hold it down! You bastard."
By saying this, it made her seem like she couldn't live without him, and that she had to be with him...ah, this bastard.
Jia Heng and Zhen Qing were entangled for a while, until dusk closed in and the sky became gloomy, Zhen Qing reluctantly got up.
Jia Heng came to the table, picked up the tea cup, took a sip, looked at the hazy mist and rain outside the window, and secretly thought that it was because of his young age.
At this moment, Zhen Xue stood alone not far away, looking at the wind absentmindedly. From the initial blush, her delicate body was soft, to the final darkness in her heart, she bit her pink lips, feeling grievances welling up in her heart.
Because, Jia Heng no longer calls for the beauty relay race.